Seasons

"Live in each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influences of each."

HENRY DAVID THOREAU

Life and its seasons. It rains. The sun shines. The waves come and go. Happiness and sadness. I have always found life funny in how one minute we are praising the days of sun because that situation fits in well with our plans and then cursing another day when rain clouds send a foreboding message for us to take cover.

I appreciate Henry David Thoreau's thoughts this evening. I am going to try and breathe the air of this week.



Seasons (and the changing of the seasons) have always been some of my favorite things. I loved growing up in a place where I was able to spend ample time withing each of the four. I enjoy summer most of all, but I truly love when the heat gives way and allows for the leaves to make their way slowly to the ground. And when snow begins to silently cover those leaves, I can't help but to appreciate the peacefulness it brings. However, when the chill starts to break and the green begins to surface from the earth, I almost feel a breath of fresh air fill my lungs again.

I am so grateful that the Lord gave us a tangible representation for different seasons that come and go in our own lives. I have wonderful, close friends of mine that are enduring and dealing with their own changing seasons this go-around. And I'm encouraged tonight that even as our weather, our situations, and our feelings change day to day...moment to moment...that a new season will also show its face at some point. Regardless of the outcome, good or bad, I am just grateful for the newness I can embrace in that.